Life with my Little Sister

Toddler girl with watery hair and watery eyes...

Don't you dare, Watercolor, okay?

Watercolor is looking up at us with her frightened eyes.

"Yes, this girl, the enemy? Spread it?"

"When can't. Wait a minute."

Keep Fee down and step forward.

You're horrible enough for the rest of it, that's all, "High!" He raised his voice.

"Uh...... I want you to calm down and listen. We're not your enemies."

"Heh, heh! And in a language I don't know sooo...! I don't know what you're talking about! Scary!"

What, words I don't know...!?

So now I realize that Watercolor's words are not the official language of the continent that I usually use.

(That's right...! Spiritual language......! What this girl is talking about is ancient spiritual language...!

Me and Fee are learning from Abel, a language from a long time ago. Words made by the spirits, which can also be activated conditions for ancient sorcery.

(No, no, I'm surprised. You don't even use Snow Fairy Shelleg or Ice Fairy Leada, do you? Is the Spiritual Word, which should have already been scattered, normal in this Kishkud for the history of Magic Instruction)

Boulders are secrets.

Or, Galapagos.

I switch languages.

"Uh, uh, would 'this' tell you?

"High! All of a sudden, I started talking. Ah! I'm scared...!

Communication of will is array, but sounds like words make sense.

Watercolor is gushing and shaking.

We're not that, are we...?

"Yes, Spiritual? If it's spiritual, does it make sense?

"Yeah. Sounds like it"

Then MySister turns back to Watercolor with a crisp face.

"Phew, phew! Bad boy, get rid of it!

"Uh-huh! Wow, me, me, I'm not a bad girl. - Whoa!

"Decide that, not that way, Phew! If you're going to bully me, I'm going to do it!

"Phew..."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Watercolor, at last, made me cry.

And the cholo cholo and the water sound I hear......

Oh, have I done it?

"Higu, gu... Egg......! Phew, phew, it's not bad! I was just trying to protect you...!

"Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh!

In front of me, tears, two young girls.

This time, I scolded Fee on the boulder.

Just because you tried to protect me is a little too much.

Watercolor stays crying with fear and embarrassment.

One stroke of Phee's head before approaching the victim's girl.

"I'm sorry about my sister."

From Zach, who was equipped, give him a towel and a pocket paper.

"Heh, heh, yeah, yeah! Bitter and soggy......! It's embarrassing......!

"I'm going to wash it, can you give it to me?

I didn't think the first thing you'd do when you came to the island was ask a young girl to give you a pussy.

For that reason, the anomalous application of the celestial globe.

I didn't know you would use it to wash your pussy......

Create 'Mercury' and garment into it.

Create a stream of water, Guru.

There is no detergent, so wash while mixing the magic of purification.

Replace the water as appropriate to keep it clean.

When it is sufficiently clean, create a warm wind vortex with the simultaneous use of a fireball and a blower, and dry the clothes.

At this time, once again, I will hang the magic of purification.

Now you're a human washing machine.

I didn't think you'd use it this way...

Well, thanks to you, I've figured out that in the future, when laundry away from the west, I can manage on my own.

Watercolor has me rolling a towel and waiting.

This kid's clothes were designed like a halfway between smock and ethnic clothing.

Does the elaborate text drawn into the clothes mean anything?

"Yes, I'm done."

"Ugh... Yes, thank you, thank you…"

Even though this is the perpetrator, Watercolor is coming to thank you.

I'm sure she has good roots.

"Then, Phee. Apologize to this girl."

"So, but, heh."

"Can you do that?

"Ugh, yeah, it is.... I'm sorry, Suspicious Child..."

I think we're the suspicious ones.

"Okay. You apologize a lot. That's great."

I'll stroke your head tight.

You tried to protect me in the middle of not knowing the right or the left, so it's certainly not a good idea to blame me too much.

Still, I'm sure this is necessary.

"All right, all right. Fee's a good girl."

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

I was hugged crying.

Let's stroke it tighter.

Eventually, the two young girls regain their composure.

Yeah.

Can we have a conversation about this?

"Uh, again, my sister, I'm sorry? I'm Alto. This is my sister, Phee."

"Ugh, welcome, sorry...... I took the liberty of surprised and just cried...... I'm late for my application. My name is Mim..."

Mim, do you really want to say something?

Be polite, aren't you a good boy?

"Oh, you know...?

Watercolor's gonna look up at me to the top.

"Who the hell is your brother? Everyone on the island said that there are not many spirits who can use the Spirit language..."

"Uh...... No, I just learned this word from someone I know. Those who speak ancient spiritual languages are not zero."

"Huh, really? I wondered if some great spirit had come."

"No, no. We're human beings."

"Huh! Are you human.........!

Watercolor jumped up again, frightened.

"Mi, y'all, I said...! Humans are so scared, you can't come near them! Greedy, full of terrible things! Does your brother do terrible things to me, too?

"I won't. We don't do that."

Humans, I can't say, are a little sad.

Where there are rare plants and lake waters and spirits who use lost languages - because if humans knew, they would surely have nothing to do with peace.

"Ugh... Really?

"Oh, sure."

I took the snack out of Zach.

I brought it without any particular thought, but I didn't expect it to be useful in situations like this.

"Oh, that, the cookie of Phew's favorite!

No, you don't like anything if it's edible.

"Ko, what is this?

It's a treat.

"Huh? Is that a snack? I've never seen it."

"Right. Is there any cookies in Kishkud?"

"Yes. I eat flower nectar and fruit when I want it sweet."

The environment here suggests that the natural products mentioned above may taste better.

I feel like I can do better than fruit in the human world.

"Want some?

"Yes…"

"Phew! Ha ha, I also eat fu......! Phew, I like cookies!

Hand them one cookie at a time.

Fee is well. Mim, surprised, carried the cookies to her mouth.

"Huh! It's crisp! Sweet!

You seem to like it. Above all.

At last, Watercolor's pretty face brought a smile to my face.

Of course, to our sister.

"Delicious?"

"Yes! Very tasty! I like it!

"That was good. I still have it, so eat it."

"Huh, can I get more of this delicious stuff?!?"

"Ha, ha, ha! Huh, I'll eat more too!

The water color that shines my eyes and the meister that pulls my clothes.

Oh, my God, it's Phee.

If you eat too much sweets and you can't eat rice, you think your mother's gonna be mad at you?

(Well, nevertheless...)

Who the hell is this young lady smiling and eating her second cookie?

I haven't even heard about the race yet.